Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 834

Paisley called Amelia in confusion and frustration. As a result, Amelia told her that she had a client to attend to

and could not leave at this instance.

Paisley was let down by her answer then asked around what twould she cback.

Amelia only replied, "I'll let you know."

How vague!

Paisley's eyes glared wide opened and almost blurted out her thoughts.

Therefore, she had no choice but to use the luring trick on Amelia. "You may not know this yet, but your

husband's condition is severe. Do you know that he has even started to speak gibberish?"

"Just increase the dose you give him." After speaking, Amelia ended the call without giving Paisley a chance to

speak.

When Paisley entered Patrick's master bedroom for the third tfor the day, she found that he was getting

impatient and restless. Seeing that he seemed to have the urge to tear the IV needle from the back of his hand,

Paisley rushed forward and stopped him from harming himself. "If you pull out the needle like this, the blood

won't stop flowing!"

Patrick returned a cold stare at her. "Where is she?"

Paisley paused for a second. There, she confessed, slightly awkwardly, "I called her. She said she has to meet

one of her clients out of the blue, so she can't rush over that quickly. She also askedto take good care of

you."

She added the latter half of the sentence hoping it would make Patrick feel better.

However, Patrick spat bitterly, "Who's she trying to fool!"

Paisley dipped her head. In fact, that was what was on her mind too.

"Unplugfrom the drip. | don't want it anymore!" Patrick ordered, sweeping his gaze across Paisley.

Paisley knew he was using his health in a fit of pique with Amelia. However, as his friend and doctor, she could

not agree with such a risky approach.

"No way! If you don't get plugged into the IV, your fever won't recover. And when you actually fry your brain and

turn it into an idiot, your wife will look down on you even more!"

"If you don't unplug it, I'll do it myself!" Patrick's eyes were bloodshot, and every word that cout from his

mouth seemed cold and gloomy.

"Why are you doing this!" Paisley could not bear it any longer and shouted at him, "Don't you realise that she

doesn't want to see you at all? She'll only rush back for your funeral if you die from your fever! Otherwise, no

matter how much you torture yourself, she won't spare a glance at you! If | were you, | would hurry to get well

and then personally catch her back!"

Patrick refuted icily, "What do you know? Our relationship is not as simple as you said."

He had already violated and triggered something in Amelia when he drove Huxton away. If he took her back by

force again, she would definitely hate him to the core!

The only thing he could grab at this moment seemed to be her soft spot. He did not even hesitate to let his fever

fluctuate just so Amelia would cback and take a look at him!

But at this moment, she was more willing to spend twith her imaginary customer than to care about whether

Patrick lived or died.

On the other hand, in a sweltering room full of people, Amelia, Jonathan, and Audrey were socialising with a

business partner that had travelled from afar to meet them.

Because Amelia was pregnant, she tried her best to avoid alcohol. Fortunately, Jonathan and Andrea were both

good at social drinking, so they downed a lot in her stead.

When no one was paying attention to her, she glanced at her watch to find that it was past 10 o'clock. She could

not help but let out a sigh.

She really did not intend to stand Patrick up. But doing business was spontaneous, so when she received the call

from Audrey, she felt dejected as well.

"President Ramsay, what's there to think about? Have a drink with me!"

The client walked over to her with a glass of red wine in his hand.

As he approached them, Audrey got up from beside Amelia right away and tried to block in front of Amelia.

However, seeing how young Audrey was, the client waved his hand and she had no choice but to retreat to

behind him.

Looking at the glass of wine being handed out to her, if she refused the offer, she would be called disrespectful.

"Cheers." Amelia raised her glass of red wine that she barely drank from, clinked her glass with the man as he

looked at her with a smile, then raised her head and took a sip.

She took her tdrinking from the glass, but not so slowly that made others feel like she was slighting them. In

fact, it actually gave off the false impression that it was her demeanor to be this calm and leisure.

Looking at how Amelia had taken his offer, the merchant happily chugged the wine from his own glass. After

that, Jonathan cto their rescue just in tand whisked him away from Amelia while flattering and buttering

up to him.

"President Ramsay, are you okay?" After noticing Amelia's flushed face, Audrey asked worriedly.

Amelia licked off the wine from her lips and shook her head. "I'm fine. All thanks to you and Uncle Tucker."

In this social setting, the attractive Amelia, the pretty Audrey, and the earnest Jonathan seemed to be mingling

harmoniously within themselves. Since the client had repeatedly promised to cooperate with Apex Construction

Corporation, the client had completely ignored the look his assistant was shooting him and patted the briefcase

placed on the assistant's lap, saying that there was a contract in it.

Noticing that the assistant looked like he was about to burst out crying, Amelia and the rest exchanged a cheeky

look with each other and praised the customer that he was great and easy to deal business with!

After the meal, Amelia was about to ask Jonathan to send their client and Audrey home, then she would find a

way out from here with a head-start. However, the drunk client was tugging on her right hand, saying he wanted

to sign the contract with her as soon as possible, which made the assistant looked both sick and frightened.

Noticing that Amelia was looking at him, the assistant said helplessly, "Our boss does this whenever he gets

drunk, insisting on doing business with the partners. President Ramsay, he's just drunk blabbering. Please don't

take him seriously!"

"Who said she shouldn't! Go away!"

The client pushed his assistant away, stared at Amelia's face, and said to her mysteriously, "President Ramsay,

I've prepared the contract in advance, which is enough to show my sincerity to work with your company. Why

don't you take a look at it now? If the price suits you, then let's sign it?"

Amelia was bemused and said, "Mr. Zouch, | think your assistant is right. We only had a meal, and | haven't had

the chance to properly introduce you to the advantages of working with us and the potential of our company for

future development. It seems a little hasty to sign a contract like this. | think it's better to wait until Mr. Zouch

have a rest and talk about the cooperation next time."

Amelia had her own intention in saying that. Mr. Zouch's father had started his career as a contractor and was

also well-known in the related industry.

However, she did not understand his company well, so she would not be so hot-headed to choose to cooperate

with Mr. Zouch on the spot.

Furthermore, he was even so enthusiastic to the point where he had prepared the contract in advance. Mr.

Zouch's volunteer and eagerness to meet Apex Construction Corporation for the cooperation were a lot for the

vigilant Amelia to take in. So, she planned to postpone it for the tbeing and ask Jonathan to investigate Mr.

Zouch's background after the dinner was over.